Poetry - "Pilgrimage"

Pilgrimage

early morning highway ride
alone in the darkness
the pilgrimage of thanksgiving

southern black night turns blue
through speakers, a man and a guitar 
weep in time and tune

soulful sorrow touch me
now i'm not alone

enjoying the journey
to the banquet of dysfunctional joy

where i shall look you in the eye

as we pray
and we eat
and we cry

kc2004 from “Know Love”